"Boss, should we make our move?" a little demon whispered.
The leading monster glanced at the battle not far away and said softly, "No rush, their numbers are still too few. We must use this precious treasure sparingly."
After he had finished speaking, he cautioned everyone, "When I give the order, throw all the grenades you have and don't hold back any. After we throw them, we'll charge in. Don't get caught up in the battle—if things go south, retreat immediately. Got it?"
His gaze swept over everyone's faces, making sure each nodded in agreement, before refocusing his attention on the battlefield in the distance.
As the vast Heavenly Army arrived, the Demon Clan's second line of defense was in imminent danger, and the defending monsters and Heavenly Soldiers and Generals engaged in a desperate struggle.
Life became incredibly cheap at this moment, and the fierce battle was appalling. This land had not seen such a bloody conflict in many years.
